So, when all was said and done, I got back home at about 4:30. There were many video clips taken, which caused everyone to stay in the lab for so long. So, given that we agreed to meet back in the lab at 7:45, I prepared myself for about 2 hours of sleep.

Those two hours were rough. Even though I’ve showered, I still feel rotten. You see, someone called at 5:41 a.m. She was asking for a guy named Wally. Oh, my freaking hell, that stupid bitch ruined my continuous sleep. Now, sure it’s all a matter of circumstance. She wasn’t trying to get me cranky. Still, I’m really irate. What kind of news could you possibly have that you’d need to contact Wally so freaking early in the morning? And how could you not double check the number you dial?

Anyway, I have to start the trek to the lab soon. Big day ahead. I’m already feeling like I’m going to die.

It’s almost 3 a.m. Honesly, it’s amazing what a little coffee can do. All the same, I’m damn exhausted. The car has been fixed. Parking is…sort of consistent. Earlier, we wanted to take a video using a video camera that Keith brought. Unfortunately, the camera crapped out. The battery died before we got any good shots. We didn’t have the charger either. Luckily, some system was rigged to get some charge on the thing. They’re taping the car as we speak. This is just a backup to show that the car is working, just in case all hell breaks loose and our car stops working. Optimistic, aren’t we?

The presentation is done. Henrick and I are able to project our voices well enough in that room. I think we’re done.

All I want though is some rest, and to bo take a shower because I’m feeling especiall grimy at the moment. Unfortunately, walls are paper thin in the house, so I don’t want to risk waking up my roommate, who is also taking part in this symposium.

It’ll all be over in 17 hours.

Update…
It’s 11 p.m…we think the front sensor on our car is malfunctioning. If this thing doesn’t work tomorrow, I’m going to cry.

Oh bother. I question just how much sleep I’ll be able to get tonight. A track still has to be built, videos need to be taken, and the presentation needs to be practiced many many more times over.

I’ll need to be up and able to answer questions from 8 a.m. to 8 p.m. tomorrow. It’ll be hell. Of course, such an early start probably means that I’ll need to get here for 7 or even 6 a.m. Our booth still isn’t ready. The presentation will take place at 12:10, or so. I’ll have to be as professional as possible without relying on “umm” or “uhh” or “you know”.

My heart is beating pretty fast. I’m getting anxious, just like I usually do the day before all other important events in my life. Will I wake up on time? Will we be a success? More importantly, will industry people take notice of our project and seek to hire us?

So many unanswered questions, but all I want is some rest, you know?

The Fourth Year Design Project ends soon. The Symposium is on Wednesday and everyone is scrambling to get everything done. For example, Keith has been spending most of his time in the labs just trying to get our car to park. After so much tweaking, he was quite successful. Here’s a video I took with my phone. Use Quicktime to view this file por favor (this video may go down at a later date). I couldn’t resist exclaiming “BEAUTIFUL” upon seeing the thing do what it was supposed to do. Just so you know, no one is controlling that car. It sensed there was a wide enough space to park, and it parked on its own.

For my part, I’ve been coding for the last while. I’m creating a software simulation and a code generator for our vehicle. Things are falling into place, finally. However, here I am on a Friday night all stressed out. Shouldn’t I be at least relaxing, or out enjoying myself? It’s gotten so bad that in MSN windows where I’m chatting with other people, I have a bad tendency to hit CTRL + S after putting in messages. Apparently my urge to save the last thing I typed is overriding everything now.

Whatever. Just 5 days left, and there’s simply so much to be done. I’m just so very very tired.